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Author: Bernardette Fields
Fiction Rated: T - English - Poetry/Angst - Reviews: 3 - Published: 09-05-05 - Updated: 09-05-05 - id:2001250

Real Identity

Everything fking up around me,

No-where to go,

No-where to hide,

How low will I have to go,

Before someone realizes I’m dead inside?

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I just wanna be,

No rules, no laws, don’t wanna be bound,

I don’t wanna be like you,

Conformity is all around,

Your real identity, no-where to be found.

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I have no luck, no money, not even a job,

Still at school, where chav’s think they rule,

Non – conformists, seen as a threat,

They don’t understand,

What it means to be you

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I just wanna be me,

No rules, no laws, don’t wanna be bound,

I don’t wanna be like you,

Conformity is all around,

Your real identity, no-where to be found.

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No-one is the same,

So why join in the game?

Why try to fit in?

It only fks us up,

Even if we don’t think it.

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Even if you’re losing sleep,

Even if things are looking bleak,

Find your own real identity,

Does it matter if you look a “geek”?



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